I wander deep into the abyss of where I originate; Not knowing why I exist in this realm or what my purpose be; The urge to fly envelopes me, swallows me whole; Until I no longer understand the shackles of physical being; I see beyond the skin and bones, above the realm of all I’m told; I feel welded to the earth, but long to float above it and watch; To ponder all living things as they ponder their purpose and make their way; To soar from place to place; only lighting for moments at a time to catch my weary breath; I feel mortality ebb as my soul intertwines with the universe; Are we individual units, or intricate pieces of a celestial cog? The feeling is deep; from the depths of my center; I must wander and roam, for that is the only way to find the center of my universe. © 2008 Kimberly Miller She is She: A woman, like no one you’ve ever met; an unrefined jewel of raw mineral ore; Elusive, delicious, an enigma to behold when she allows you to beho
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